The dead body of Azrael was carried off the steps of City Hall. The entire crowd was silent. They were apalled at what had just happened. Everyone knew Azrael was a great pioneer of justice. Sure, he was a little paranoid, but maybe he was right after all. Maybe nobody in this town was actually safe at all, and maybe everyone else should have been as cautious as he was. But what would be the purpose? Even after all his safety precautions, he still ended up dead in the middle of town, murdered by the city's Mayor. There truly was nobody left to turn to.

Sacrieur turned to address the crowd.

"Now that this scum is dead, we are one step closer to ensuring this city's safety. Go, now, and rest easily, for on this day, the city was made a little safe--"

"Liar!" someone yelled from the crowd. Everyone turned to the man who had said it, in utter disbelief that he would interrupt the most powerful man in the city right after he had killed a man in cold blood.

"He's a liar! He's working for them! Can't you see?! He's not making this town safer; he's destroying it!"

There were slight murmers and whispers flowing throughout the crowd now, and the people were beginning to agree with the man.

"This man's right!" said another. "There's no way his 'people' could've found a mobster so quickly and effortlessly when everyone else in this city has had no luck in that department! And besides, Azrael was not a criminal. The Mayor's killing off good people and bringing his own scum into power!"

Sacrieur raised his hand and tried to calm the crowd.

"Citizens, please, stop for a moment and think. I never said anything was effortless. My men and I have been using information collected by the police and previous mayors from the past five months to track these criminals. With the joint effort between my office and the police department, we have been able to link several suspects to specific events and murders that have plagued this town recently. I know this is a trying time for all of us, but remember that you elected me. You chose me to protect you from the monsters that think they run the streets. And I swore to do just that. Under no circumstances would I ever do anything to further endanger the lives of you people, and you must believe me when I say that."

"Enough!" yelled a woman from the crowd. "We've had enough of your lies! You've been using information collected by the cops? They're all crooked! You swore to protect us? You did nothing today except kill an innocent man! You're the true criminal, Sacrieur!"

The whole cheered in agreement.

"Take away his power! Save the people! Kill him!" The crowd was starting to get restless, and the Mayor's guards were lining up between them and the podium at which the Mayor stood.

"Listen to me," said Sacrieur, "Who will you turn to if you impeach me? Who will you look to for protection? For safe haven from the monsters that run our streets and sewers? Without me, fear will find you. It will hunt you. It will stalk you. It will kill you."

"The only one who will kill us is you!" yelled a man in the crowd. The rest cheered. "We've had enough of your lies and slander! I say we give the Mayor a taste of his own medicine. If he can kill an innocent without consequence, we should be able to kill a murderer!"

The whole crowd roared in excitement. A few stepped closer to the Mayor, and the guards drew their rifles. They stepped even closer. The guards aimed their guns.

"Take one step closer and we'll open fire!" yelled a guard.

"You're all puppets!" shouted a man in the crowd. "This Mayor's evil, and you're still serving him! You're PUPPETS!"

Nothing could be heard over the shouts from the crowd and the guards. They were going back and forth, the crowd insulting the guards, and the guards threatening the crowd. Suddenly, Sacrieur spoke out once again.

"ENOUGH! I can see that, albeit your decision to elect me, none of you will trust me any longer. This is, without a doubt, the work of the mob's power of fear corrupting your minds. You are all warring against the wrong person, but I intend to make all this right. I had hoped to wait to do this until I had more debilitating evidence, but given the sudden movement to overthrow me, I have no choice but to announce a triple lynch for the day! Go, now, and pick your victims! Pick who will die on this day!"

The crowd was in an uproar. As the yelling and commotion continued, the Mayor walked back into City Hall, accompanied by his Bodyguards.

---

The Mayor entered his office and his Bodyguards locked the door. The chaos had seemed to die down, when suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the sound of people flooding the entrance of City Hall echoed throughout the halls. Sacrieur looked his Bodyguards.

"Get out there and find out what the hell those guards are doing! What do I even pay them for?!"

The Bodyguards left the room, closing the door behind them, and Sacrieur propped his feet up onto his desk, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere.

"You know... You never learned to mind your surroundings."

Sacrieur jumped out of his chair and saw a man standing in front of him, next to a window that had been pried wide open.

"We know you're corrupt. It's time for you to die."

Sacrieur laughed.

"Ha! You think killing me will change anything? You've already lost."

"At least you'll be dead," said the man. He took out a pistol and fired it. Sacrieur fell back into his chair, with a bullethole in his head.

---

A few hours had passed. The guards had regained control of City Hall, and the people were either arrested or sent back home. Another group formed once again at City Hall, this time, to vote on who should be executed. It was a rather small group compared to the one that had been present just a few hours before, and it was pretty clear who everyone had voted for. After the last person had voted, the young man who had spoken at the previous mayor's procession was getting ready to gather the votes and count them. As he walked into the room where the votes were stored, he passed a rather shady man whose faced was covered by a hood and sunglasses. The young man counted the votes, then went outisde to reveal the result to the people.

"Citizens, I am deeply sorry for having to go through with the Mayor's decision, but if we forego democracy, we forego order. The votes are in, and the top three persons to be executed are: Sacrieur, poison_us, and Riney! It appears that someone was ahead of all of us, for the Mayor has already been found in his office, shot to death!"

A group of guards appeared with two men who had been handcuffed. The men were lined up against a wall, and the guards lifted their rifles. poison_us was shot first, followed by Riney, and both men fell to the ground.